"That thing looks like it needs a cunt. What's your name?" Leon," he grinned. "What's yours?" Kim," she giggled as his cock exploded into a full hard-...n.He just stared at her lovely face and body as she gazed hungrily at his big throbbing cock."God, Leon," she heatedly whispered. "I could sure use this thing. I haven't been fucked in over a week." What about the man you're with?" he asked."Oh, him," she giggled. "The old fart's sacked out up in our suite." Isn't he fucking you?" Shit, no," she. “Yes, art! He took the works others made and debased them with his craft,” I said, my blood boiling. How could anyone admire the biomancer? “He made monsters!”“Debased? He improved them.” He shook his head. “We aren’t art. You, me, all of us are machines. Living ones, yes, but still machines. Your heart pumps blood through your veins and supplies energy to your muscles. You ingest fuel through your mouth and when you’ve burned it for heat, your body excretes the waste. Take your muscles.” He. They were doing as we were doing - planning. Sabir was counting the number of security employees. That was the reason for the apparent reduction in manpower.Frank Hammonds sent out an email to students and administrators that recurrent training for the security department would be over in the next few days and staffing would return to normal levels very soon, thanking them for putting up with the inconvenience.It was a see what kind of response Sabir would send to the General kind of an. However I forgot the look as Jody bent down across Mrs Fellows lap, a position I had been made to take myself on a number of occasions now. I knew what Jody was about to suffer, albeit she deserved what was coming to her as much as I deserved it each time. I watched the 16 year old bend down, her skirt tucked well above her waist, her bare legs showing albeit with ankle socks and shoes still intact. Seconds later her bare bottom perched across Mrs Fellows lap staring up at the world, all.